User blog comment:Llamao/The Strangers/@comment-3474228-20120318172914/@comment-3474228-20120409041255

The Strangers nod, now looking to Eleven as their leader, and those with spears, pike, or javelins begin to throw them through the fire and at hares. One innovative Stranger soaks the tip of his spear in a stray drop of oil on the floor and hurls it through the blaze. It catches fire and plunges itself into a hare's back.

The other Stranger, Number Thirty-Eight, grunts as the arrows make insignificant dents on his somewhat weakened armor of his midriff. His attention diverts to Chapman, and he swings a large, wide ranged broadsword forwards at the hare